61 years old and love mature all huge breast.

the closest thing to fanfiction I ever wrote as a kid was a short story about the characters of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson existing in a black void and attempting to solve mysteries and engage in intelligent conversation like they are "supposed" to, with the realization slowly dawning on them they they do not have true minds or souls and can do nothing intelligent or novel without it first being written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. presumably, they appear in the void because he has stopped writing or has died. they are immortalized in his writing, but, without him, doomed to forever repeat dialogue from scenes that have already taken place and never to experience anything new again